My US history class was fun on Thursday. We're studying the first world war, and my teacher split us into two groups. We created "trenches" with our desks, backpacks, and sweatshirts. Then we used newspaper to make "ammo" and threw it at each other from behind the desks. My hug-buddy (David) and I were on the same side. It was cool.

This weekend I'm going to Jessica's house; and I'm spending the night there. She turns 18 on November 6th. I'm getting her a ticket to the Senses Fail/Saves the Day concert on the 19th. I'm also going to save up money so I can maybe buy a shirt or something there.

My english teacher is such a bitch. I came in the day after an all-day geology field trip to get any stuff I missed from her class, and she's like "you should have come in after school when you came back from the field trip and gotten your missed work." Lmao. She really thinks after I was just climbing over logs and swimming in icy water and walking all day I was going to stay after school to get a stupid english assignment? Obviously she doesn't know how lazy I am. Haha. What a bitch.

Eh, life is good, but it sucks to be away from people that really mean a lot to me for so long. It's like being torn away from the one source of happiness in life. But yeah, things are better now, but I'm thinking of how much I miss people. Blah.